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CLASS POEM When winter is past and springtime has come, When songbirds are happy, and bees start to hum. When the bloom on the fruit tree hears its sweetest bouquet, And the grasses get green in the middle of May, Oh! It's then I’ll go back to the turn in the lane And live over the joys of my school days again! I can see my classmates as they went up the walk That September day—Oh, we sure didn’t balk— To enter the high school—to conquer the world. We started the journey with banners unfurled. Oh, for the joy of that first day again. When we could just sight the turn in the lane. The next year we entered the ranks of the wise, We thought our new building best under the skies. We showed all the rest what our class could do, And won many a place in the high school’s Who’s Who. ’ We kept up our studies, but we had lots of fun. Time passed quickly-—soon our soph'more year was done. As superior juniors we met in our classes, And felt far ahead of the ordinary masses. We entertained the seniors, we gave a class play. Oh. we grew more important day by day. But to our good sponsor our success was due When we met with hard problems she pulled us through. Dignified seniors fill the front assembly seats. Dignified seniors perform many wondrous feats. From our teachers we’ve obtained a good education And now we have come to our own graduation. Oh! It’s now we have come to the turn in the lane. But we’ll often live over these school days again! —Marjorie Whitnack.
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inspect the room. She. as soon as the search was over, informed me that she, as a second Sherlock Holmes was on the trail of Jack Young, a criminal who cracked not safes, but hearts, and that Nell Gavin, who had long since fallen heir to some ten million dollars, offered a large reward for said criminal. She had scarcely finished when 1 heard the familiar rattle of Arthur Miller s horseless car. Throwing open the door, 1 saw Arthur and a group of former friends on my doorstep. They flocked in and I soon recognized them all. Lula Nelson gave me one glance and immediately began to try to sell me one of the skull caps for bald people, of which she was inventor and distributor. Wayne Thompson, however, pushed her away and rolling up his sleeves invited me to engage in a fistic encounter. Hut 1 knew his reputation and offered a polite excuse—anyway I was interested in hearing Ruth Schill's account of her matrimonial agency. I noticed that Vera was paying little attention to her, the reason being that she was already married to a member of the present company who kept her laisy marcelling his glossy black hair. She seemed to be considering ordering a pair of Hazard’s long runner Jiose from Miss Alice herself. Glancing around the room I noticed that one member ipf the party had drawn his chair up beside my reading table and was studying one of the armful of books which he had brought. This was Donald Dotson, who was taking a four-year course at Irina Allison's College of Advanced Law in a year and a half. One of his text-books I noticed was by Helen Salisbury, well known authority on Rugology, and another by Clarence Gibson, ‘‘the speed bug,” on Traffic Laws in China. We all sat down around the fire and began discussing the lives of the members of the ('lass of ’26. Ruth Soth. carefully polishing a pair of the spectacles which she sold for potatoes, related to us how Dorothy Richardson had become a missionary known as the Light of Darkest Africa. Mae Sowers had become a beauty shop operator and Viola Harms and her loving husband had moved to Reno. The little group spoke of Marjorie Whitnack, who had become fabulously wealthy by inventing a Charleston-proof floor wax and of Nellie Trenkle, who was busy raising squealless hogs. I then told them of Joe Heitz and Chris Panwitz, who had moved to town because the sandhills were becoming too civ ilized. Ruth Schill told in shocked tones how Howard Cogswell was doubling for Rudolph Valentino, said position earned because he used Raymond Wvrens’ famous Greasola hair tonic and Robert Acheson’s hair grower, which “will grow hair on a pool ball.” She also told us that George McFarland was editor of the comic section of the Denver Post. Alice Hazard informed us that Kdna Heath was married and living happily at the city of Hoffland. Donald Dotson then, raising his head and closing his book, remarked that John Barker had a life-time job at Ingleside as warden. A moment later he suggested that we have some selections on the radio, so I adjusted the Kennedy Staticola loud speaker and turned it on. Our first station was WOW. From this we heard Adrienne Hann. Grace Albertson and Fred Nelson sing. Blue Kves. Why Are You Black?” and an announcement by Lydia Foley, manager of Zieg! field I Follies, concerning a dance by Bernice Sheimadine. Frank Shepherd, local auto agent, then announced a raise in the price of Ralph Cox's Sickly Six cars, owing to the price of chew ing-gum-dipped tires. Herbert Stern made a like announcement concerning the Packard. I then turned to station DI M and got two lectures, one by Blanche Hookham on “How to Win a Husband. the other by Anna W ing on W'hy Mosquitoes Bite.” Lucille Dickinson, famous student of human nature, gave a short talk on Esther Frederick's expedition to locate the missing link. This broadcasting station was owmed bv Albert Schadwinkel, wealthy baker, who made his money bv increasing the size of the hole in a doughnut. Just as I tuned in on Rev. George W iley’s latest sermon someone suggested that we eat. Some wanted to go to Jimmie Cribble’s Catchem and Cleanem restaurant, but we finally decided to go to Inez Jones’ hash house, the “Greasy Spoon. because another good friend. Vivian Dow (little because she wyas raised on canned milk and is condensed I waited on tables there. And then, too, they served Florence Whitlock’s famous musical soup and Theodora Benson’s “Eat-No-More” biscuits.
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